The Countess of Monte Cristo

Continued from: Toilet Humiliation and Anal

I guess I've never mentioned this before, I guess it just hasn't come up before, but my sweet angel Summer is French. Like Paris French, not Montreal French. Yes, before you ask, she has the most adorable little accent too. Not too heavy but enough that I want to bite her juicy little arse because she sounds so cute when she speaks. 

If she wasn't my wife she would definitely be working at my Facility, as my little Fifi French Maid, mincing around the house with her feather duster, calling me Countess and seeing to my EVERY need. Until she is caught lounging around and has to be punished.

She absolutely has several versions of this outfit and we have totally played out some spanking-the-maid and sex with the maid scenes! Summer pulls off this look much better than my sissy males do. 

My sexy and alluring receptionist and stripper Cassandra, on the other hand, is predominately Italian, from her Father's side, with her Mother Bella, of Brazilian lineage. 

This is likely why Cassie is so fiery and gorgeous. I miss the raven black hair she used to rock, but she's pretty enough to pull off the butch-blonde doo. 

Why is any of this meaningful...?

Well...let me tell you what happened today. It was a little Italian / French fusion action, in more ways than one! 

I was messing around in the kitchen, looking for some lunch inspiration, slightly annoyed by the thunderous bass coming from the upper floor. Cassandra and Summer were up there dancing. Cassie was essentially teaching Summer how to move and dance like a stripper. 

Bonus for me I guess? *shrug*

When I went upstairs to ask them what they wanted for lunch, my three-quarters naked wife, working a stripper pole alongside Cassandra, responds with, "can you make us a grilled cheese?" She just can't help being a "little" sometimes. I'm surprised she didn't call me "Mommy". 

I rolled my eyes at her. She knows I'm a classically trained Chef. I'm not saying white bread, processed orange cheese and a side of Ketchup is beneath me, not at all. I just like to exercise my skills when I'm inspired. And I was about to be inspired...

I had left Cassandra and Summer alone, probably longer than I should have, which is always dangerous with these two vixens. Sure enough, I come back upstairs to ask Cassandra if she liked blue cheese, and this is what I find. I find Italian / French fusion playing out before my eyes, as Cassandra was helping herself to the buffet that is my wife's pussy. 

They both knew they were in deep shit as I approached. The two of them snapped up into a submissive kneel and said, "I'm sorry Ma'am," almost in unison. 

"You two...come with me." I snipped. 

I had a devious punishment idea for these two little sluts. 

I marched the pair of them all the way down to the dungeon space and into the cellblock area. Poor Sarah was shocked to see us and probably horribly embarrassed, sitting in her cell in shackles and a chastity belt and nothing else. 

Apparently her session with Russell was still going and she had been in the cell for almost two days. She was only released to be whipped, spanked or fucked. Wild! But this is the type of treatment she asked for. I'll have her blog about this two-day captivity scene later. Apparently she loved every second of it. 

As for Summer and Cassie, who can't seem to keep their faces out of each other's pussies. I had the perfect little apparatus to torture them with. 

Summer's legs would be bound and spread, exposing her presumably wet pussy, while Cassandra would be bound into the pillory, in a position that should force her face directly into my wife's crotch. 

It worked perfectly!

Cassandra's mouth and tongue, even if she strained her neck to its fullest, was still just an inch too far away from Summer's delicious cunt. I even asked her to stick her tongue out and try to reach. Nope! A couple centimeters shy of the prize. Which is exactly the punishment I was going for. 

Cassandra would now be tortured by the sight and smell of Summer's delectable pussy but cannot reach it. Summer, would be tormented by Cassie's warm breath, caressing her slickened folds and throbbing clit.

I left the pair of them in this beautiful, torturous predicament while I returned to the kitchen, now inspired for a little French, Italian fusion. Hehe. Grilled cheese they wanted? I got this!

French and Italian? How about Monte Cristo meets Croc Monsieur? (Both are fancy forms of grilled cheese). Luxurious folds of flavour, both sweet and savoury.

In one of the culinary schools I attended I picked up a little trick. Instead of using beaten eggs and milk for a bread-wash to make French Toast, use eggnog, if it's "in season". It will increase the sweetness and add some earthy, allspice tones. 

To combat this sweetness we now need salty and savoury. Thank you Cassandra, for the Italian inspiration. Dreamy, thinly sliced Mortadella and the oldest of the blue cheese family, Gorgonzola. 

Sandwiched between two French-style toasts, dipped in eggnog then pan-seared to golden perfection. This is a luxurious fuckin' grilled cheese! Omg. 

It's been about an hour since I left the girls in their torturous predicament after telling them they'd both be getting spankings. 

Perhaps I'll release them and see if they want a little lunch first? My mouth is watering, I wonder if Cassie's is too? 

Hehe. Follow me for more great recipe ideas!

Mistress Andrea

xoxo

Continued in: Chastity Belts or a Spanking?

  

 

 

And the winner is...

Continued from: Sissy School

It was the final day, the grand finale, of sissy Lexi's weekend under the care of this dominant couple. Lexi is the name provided to this hetero male, every Friday when he checks himself in for a weekend of crippling humiliation, cuckolding and "forced" bi-sexuality. 

On Sunday's, after Sunday school had finished for Lexi, he brought a note home to his "parents" indicating his bare bottom was caned at school for misbehaviour. He now has to feel the wrath of either Mommy or Daddy. 

Like a wheel of chance, Lexi nervously stood in front of his simulated parents, and tore open the envelope he was holding. After a quick glance at the card inside, he held back tears, focused his eyes toward Erin and squeaked out: 

"Mommy, may I please be given a spanking, Ma'am?" 

"Yes young lady, you may," Erin spoke sternly. "Now get that bum bare and get in the corner." Erin barked. 

"Yes Ma'am," Lexi replied. 

"Mommy will come get you when it's time Alexis," Erin added. She clicked out of the room to go change into more of an old-fashioned, Mommy look. 

For the next 45 minutes, Lexi stood in the living room corner with his caned bum on display. Brad watched TV in the same room and puttered around within earshot and in the kitchen, carrying on with his vanilla life, as the sissy nervously waited. 

He had plenty of quiet thought while he was in timeout, to process the fact that he was about to spanked by Mommy. His stomach sickened with humiliation, as he reflected on the times he has been spanked over Brad's lap, sometimes fully naked in only his chastity cage and having to call him "Daddy". 

He had a genuine fear of Daddy's belt, that Brad would snap through the loops of his jeans before doubling it over, causing the buckle to jingle. 

Today however, Lexi now knew he was in for a little less humiliating spanking, at the hands of "Mommy", but equally, if not more of a severe blistering of his bare bum. Erin was always more strict with maternal discipline of this kind and she used more implements than Daddy spankings. 

Lexi shivered with nerves, as he thought about Mommy's slipper, her wooden spoon and tears began to form when his mind fixated on her long-handled bath brush and how brutally severe it can be. 

But...this was all something he asked this couple for, it was his fantasy...as a sissy spanko cuckold. 

Lexi's quiet reflection in the corner ended quickly and shockingly, as Erin grabbed him by the earlobe and marched him out of the room. 

"Let's go young lady, you're totally in for it." Erin threatened. 

Sunday spankings for Lexi are sometimes witnessed, Mommy spanking the naughty little Lexi in front of Daddy and so on, but not today. Erin wanted the wails of sobbing and cracks of wood against buttocks to echo down the stairs where Brad would remain. 

She lobe-marched the poor sissy all the way to Mommy and Daddy's bedroom where Lexi was stripped nude to just her school socks and Mary Janes. The OTK chair was waiting, and Lexi was stood directly in front of Mommy. Once Erin sat, her vantage point would be directly on the tiny pink chastity cage that was locked onto Lexi's penis. 

Mommy cupped the cage and balls into her hand. 

"Are you becoming aroused young lady?" She asked. 

Lexi groaned in utter humiliation, mewing out a, "Mommy, nooooo!"

"Is your little pee pee trying to get hard in that cage Alexa?" Erin continued as she reached for the dreaded bath brush. 

Sissy Lexi, overwhelmed by the relentless humiliation and fear of the spanking to come, began to cry big wet tears. 

"There we go young lady, right where Mommy needs you to be, its ok to cry", Erin cooed to him. "Now, lets get this unsightly thing covered up before you go over Mommy's knee. I don't want any white stains on my stockings." Erin stated. 

With that, she produced a pink satin pouch, trimmed with delicate lace and an elasticized opening. She slipped this humiliating item over Lexi's chastity cage and his balls. He continued to softly cry as his face reddened even further. 

Erin took up a more comfortable seat on the couch and draped Lexi across her strict lap. With Lexi's torso supported by the couch, Erin began the long and thorough warm-up with her hand. 

The slipper came next for this sissy slave, followed by the wooden spoon and finally the vicious bath brush. Erin didn't let up until she was sure Lexi's wails could be heard by the neighbours, amidst the deep, wooden smacks. Lexi was crying out, "I'll be a good girl Mommy, please no more," when Erin finally finished with him. 

Again, it was Sunday, now late in the afternoon. Erin or Brad deliver the same manner of spanking to Lexi every Sunday, to mark the end of his weekend of sissy slavery. They each ensure that Lexi feels the spanking all throughout the week, right up until the following Friday, when he's ready to return to them once again. 

Lexi spends about an hour in the corner when his spanking finishes, with his bare bum on display. He usually continues to cry for part of his timeout, all while listening to Erin and Brad fuck on the bed, or fuck right beside him. 

Lexi's penis is never brought up in a sexual context, there is never mention of a key to unlock it. If he ever asks permission to be unlocked he gets punished immediately. 

This poor sissy gets to listen only and sometimes taste. 

Once Brad has unloaded into Erin's gorgeous pussy, Lexi once again has a chance to taste his sweet Mistress but yes, it will involve taking Brad's cock into his mouth. 

Lexi is then on the clean-up detail of Brad's cock first, sucking and licking it fully clean, before tending to Erin's pussy, to clean and consume all of the cum. 

The sissy is then sent to the bathroom with nail polish remover and makeup remover, his male clothes are returned to him and he is sent on his way. 

Brad makes himself scarce and Erin sees Lexi to the door, kissing him on the cheek and cheerfully saying, "see you next Friday Huni!" 

What a lifestyle! 

**Special thanks to the fan and reader who submissively suggested this entire storyline**

It started here, with a post called Sissy slave to a couple

Mistress Andrea

xoxo 

 

Sissy School

Continued from: Wait for him by the door

Based on the progression of these latest stories, you can now see how this poor sissy's weekend of kink-captivity is organized and structured. 

Arrival and check-in was the initial transformation on Friday, the application of pretty nail polish and make-up, then a slutty sissy outfit. Saturday was a full day spent in a lockable maid dress with all the trimmings and now, on Sunday, Lexi was dressed and ready for "Sunday School", having just performed her morning ritual. 

Under the watchful eye of Erin, Lexi would be writing punishment lines on the chalkboard, sitting quietly at her desk and reading sissy erotica and basically spend the entire morning in a form of detention. Under his little plaid skirt were delicate, silk panties in stark white. Under his panties, his tiny pink chastity cage housed his denied penis. 

The schoolgirl look was deeply humiliating for Lexi. He was even made to wear a bra that matched his panties, with little fake, A-cup titties inside. What was most dreadful and butterfly-inducing about Sunday's however, was that Sunday was the real spanking day. 

Lexi was given an entry spanking on Friday night, over Erin's knee but that was nothing compared to what was to come. Lexi knew that around noon, his fantasy Sunday School day would end. He would be held behind after class to be caned by the teacher for poor behaviour. 

Then, with a note from the teacher in-hand, his fantasy takes him "home", to a domestic setting, where he has to hand the teacher's note to his strict parents. Apparently this was a thing back in the days of school-endorsed corporal punishment. If you were caned or paddled at school, you'd absolutely be getting the belt or hairbrush back home by Mom or Dad. 

This particular sissy, wanted the type of spanking that didn't really begin, until he is wishing it was over, with plenty of kicking and crying like a little girl. 

The school bell snapped Lexi from a trance-like state at his desk. Erin, playing the role of the strict teacher, stood and beckoned the naughty schoolgirl over near the pommel horse. 

"You know the drill young lady," Erin spoke and patted the top of the horse. 

Lexi lowered his head and began to remove his skirt completely, followed by his panties. Both were neatly folded and placed on the teachers desk. Then, Lexi draped himself over the pommel horse, standing on his highest tiptoes with legs spread. 

Erin gave the humiliated sissy 18 strokes of the school-cane and made him count them aloud, thanking her after each stroke. The caning left Lexi with a lovely pattern of raised welts, from his upper buttocks to the backs of his thighs. 

He was then placed in timeout while Erin prepared a note for his "parents". 

As the fantasy day continued for Lexi, he now found himself standing before Mom and Dad, handing them the teachers note and explaining that he got in trouble at school and was caned. 

"Go select an envelope young lady", Erin ordered, now playing the role of Lexi's Mom. 

"Yes Mommy," he replied. 

Lexi shamefully clicked out of the room in her Mary Jane heels and crisp knee socks, and down the hallway to the home office. She performs this same ritual every Sunday, while under the care of Erin and Brad, all while wearing different styles and versions of schoolgirl uniforms. 

On the corner of the desk in the office are a stack of manila envelopes. There is nothing written on them and they are in no logical order of any kind. Within the envelops is a single 5x8 card. Lexi is required to select an envelope, at random, and bring it back to Erin and Brad, unopened. 

On the little 5x8 card within the envelope, it will have one of two words written on it: 

Mommy

or

Daddy

As I'm sure you've already guessed, each week when Lexi performs this vulnerable ritual, the title on the card selected is the person who will punish Lexi. 

The embarrassed sissy will stand before Erin and Brad, unseal the envelope and look at the title on the card. Then he is required to say: 

"Daddy, may I please be given a spanking, Sir?" or;

"Mommy, may I please be given a spanking, Ma'am?" 

This is performed, all while he is dressed like a naughty schoolgirl, with his penis locked in a chastity cage, his wig in pigtails and heavy make-up on. My gawd I'd want to crawl right under the floor, this would be so humiliating! 

Is there a huge difference between a spanking from Mommy versus a spanking from Daddy, in Lexi's world? Apparently not a huge difference, both are serious spankings and always end in tears, both are predominately administered over-the-knee. With a Mommy-card selection, Lexi would likely receive her hairbrush. With a Daddy selection, he'll most definitely be getting Daddy's belt. 

Who's lap will Lexi's bare bum be draped across very shortly? What's your guess?

Doesn't she just look like she should have a wooden spoon in her hand? Maybe it'll be Mommy's strict lap this week.

Or, over one of Daddy's knees? So he can pin Lexi's flailing feet down with his other leg? 

Lexi stood before Erin and Brad and tore open the envelope...

Mistress Andrea

xoxo

Continued in: And the winner is...

 

Wait for him by the door

Continued from: Sissy's morning ritual

Brad actually works on Saturdays. So after fucking his hot wife, having his dick cleaned off by his wife's sissy slave, he hit the showers, changed and left for work. 

Meanwhile, Lexi was being dressed into his frilly maid attire with stockings and heels, and layers upon layers of ruffles and bows. 

Saturday is the first full day of his sissy captivity and all he has to look forward to are lists upon lists of chores. 

All domestic duties that Erin would be doing while her hubby is at work, are done by Lexi. Chores like handwashing Erin's panties, the soiled ones that sissy so diligently held against the wall with his nose, is an example of one of these chores. 

And Lexi does all of this, with an anal plug up his ass. 

Toward the end of the day, as Erin is finished up with her tanning, her shopping and a professional massage, she returns home to find Lexi still working away in the kitchen, scrubbing the sink.  

"Go wait for him by the door Sweetie," Erin would say to Lexi, usually about 15 minutes before Brad would arrive home. 

When he comes through the door, he is pleasantly greeted by the sight of a submissive and kneeling sissy maid.

"May I please suck your cock Sir?" Lexi has been trained to say, upon Brad's arrival. Sometimes he says no, but it's usually a yes, and he gets a full blowjob to completion, as soon as he gets in the door. 

What a lifestyle!

Brad will grunt and shiver through an orgasm, as bursts of cum ricochet off Lexi's uvula and get swallowed down into his tummy. An appetizer before dinner I guess. 

Brad and Erin retire to the parlour and are served drinks by their sissy maid, while he also prepares a romantic dinner setting for the pair of them.  

Saturday evenings, Lexi gets a little more involved in the sexual activity of this couple, as Brad fucks Erin's pussy, directly over his face. The sissy remains in his chastity cage and still in maid lingerie with heels. It must be dreadfully humiliating, to have Brad's balls bouncing off his nose and tea-bagging his face, as he fucks Erin.

This is one of the few times that Erin allows her sissy to lick her pussy. She just loves the sensation so much, having her clit licked while her pussy is getting railed. The odd time, Brad will dip his cock into Lexi's mouth, to give him more of a taste of Erin. 

Once Brad cums into Erin's pussy, Lexi's mouth is in the perfect position to accept the cascading goo, as it bubbles and oozes from her, directly down Lexi's open hatch. Lexi verbally thanks Brad for his cum, then it's early bedtime. 

Again, just like Friday night, Lexi is dressed in something skimpy, frilly and pink, and is put to bed by Erin and locked into the princess bedroom. 

By 8AM the next morning, he'll be back in the parlour, holding the giant, black cock in his mouth while he waits for Erin to get up. The morning ritual has begun yet again and Lexi will soon be back in their room, holding Erin's panty gusset to the wall and listening to this hot couple have morning sex. 

Sunday morning to be exact. One final day of sissy captivity, before Lexi has to bust out the nail polish remover and return to vanilla life, vanilla, notwithstanding his chastity cage and panty girdles.

Sunday's come with a routine and ritual also, you may even call it...Sunday school.  

Mistress Andrea

xoxo

Continued in: Sissy School

Thanking after Spanking

Continued from: Sunday Maintenance Ritual

In the domestic discipline relationship that Summer and I enjoy, not only is it important for us to adhere to certain rituals and structure, but it is equally important for both she and I, that I be thanked after Summer is given a spanking. 

It doesn't matter if the spanking is her weekly maintenance, or if she has been punished for a real reason. Summer is always required to thank me after her cornertime. 

In a male-led, female-sub relationship, this may appear as the wife or girlfriend, getting down on her knees while her husband stands, and takes his cock into her mouth. The mere positioning alone, is strikingly symbolic of the D/s roles at play. 

Yes, Summer does take my strap-on like this, after she has been spanked, but not right off the bat. First she worships her "Queen”. 

Essentially what worship means for us, is that Summer gives me a massage, all the way from my toes, to just beneath my earlobes, only using her lips and tongue. She is not permitted to have my pussy, until she has earned it, by pleasing the rest of me. Generally, she begins with my feet. 

Each toe is individually kissed, then sucked on. First one foot and then the other, before she moves on to my soles and arches. 

She will kiss and lick all the way up my calves and thighs until she reaches my bum, which she skips for the time being, moving to my other leg to kiss all the way down it, back to my ankle. It is quite the little tease to feel her warm breath, graze past my asshole and pay it absolutely no attention. But she'll be back!

The same cute little French kisses are now planted all over my bare bum and into my bum crack which she also licks the full length of. The tease this time, is her hot breath now on my pussy, which she won't go near yet. Eventually her sharp little tongue finds its way into my asshole and I completely melt into the bed. 

I raise and spread for her, so she can passionately kiss my anus directly, moaning out loud as she does.

She traces up my tummy and along the sides of my ribs, which gives me wild goosebumps. Such amazing chills that my nipples harden instantly, just as her mouth arrives up there. Summer spends a few moments on both breasts and both nipples, kissing and suckling away. 

When she finally reaches my mouth for a kiss, this is the moment she purrs to me and formally thanks me for her spanking. We usually hug at this point and tell each other, "I love you." Then she makes the slow and deliberate journey back down my chest and stomach, having now earned my throbbing puss puss. 

When Summer's tongue finally gets to her ultimate prize, pussy worship begins. She has earned it, after doing such an amazing job with feet, legs and ass worship. 

I cum repeatedly, directly onto her pouty lips, in a number of wonderful positions, eventually ending with a face ride...my all-time favourite. 

When I flip around and face her feet, she continues to diligently lick as my fingertips use her nipples as speed and depth dials. This pinching and twisting, also causes her to moan directly onto my wet pussy. The vibrations feel amazing. 

This whole worship and thanking process takes well over an hour, sometimes considerably longer than that. When Summer knows this stage has concluded, without being prompted she goes to our wardrobe and gets a strap-on harness, which she helps me into and attaches. This is the symbolically submissive moment, when she kneels and takes my cock into her mouth. 

Just enough to lubricate the dildo nicely, before I take in a handful of her hair and fuck her on the bed.

If she can cum from penetration only, which is rare for her, she may, but she is not permitted to manually masturbate her clit while she's being fucked. 

Is it more of a discipline fucking by that logic? I guess so, it's rough. The strap-on we use for "thanking after spanking" is considerably larger than a standard one or the ones we use on the sissies. 

When I pull out of her for the final time, she thanks me once again. 

"Thank you Ma'am." Sometimes, "thank you Mommy," I usually hear, depending on her mood.

Then, just like someone flipping a switch, we are back into vanilla mode. Outfits and toys and implements all get cleaned up. We end up downstairs in jammies, giggling and watching a show, eating popcorn. 

Vanilla, despite how Summer likes to dress around the house, which is usually "little", especially after she's been spanked and fucked. She even kept her hair bow in for tonight! What a cutie. I love her so much. 

Mistress Andrea

xoxo

Continued in: Sissy slave to a Couple